From the moment that he met Xyrin Zhang, Alexander's dignified demeanor was replaced by his threatening and chilling aura.
He's like a dormant volcano that after several years of silence has been suddenly triggered by an earthquake and is now ready to explode and destroy everything that comes near him.
"Proposal? You call this piece of junk as a project proposal?" He asked, his voice showing no emotions.
The deafening silence of the room was broken when he smashed the folder on the table.
"What nonsense! I'm not paying you to create such lousy job. Change it right now! Or you and those who hired you will be fired immediately!"
The frightened manager left the office right away. Alexander turned to his secretary.
"Leave the office now!"
The secretary bowed and left in silence.
She was very thankful when she heard his instructions. She might be considered as the luckiest secretary by many but when he's not in the mood to deal with anyone, she'd rather hang herself than be the subject of his anger.
She'd been working for him for seven months and it's the second time she's seeing him this way.
Whoever had the courage to anger him this way should be really thankful if he could still see the sun rise the next day.
Inside the office filled with aristocratic design, Alexander took the black envelope underneath his table.
He carefully opened it, retracing the seal that was there earlier.
He strode silently inside his office and sat slowly on the couch that serves as his resting place.
Once the envelope is open, he took the report inside it, including the attached pictures.
He stared at one of the pictures in his hand, his brows furrowing worsens the longer he looks at it.
"You're really back." He whispered, as if talking to the woman on the picture.
After few more minutes, he took his phone and dialed a number.